Judge, 1919-10-11 · page 7 of 36
Judge — October 11, 1919 — page 7: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
# Analysis of Judge Magazine Page **The Cartoon "The Super-Jealous Suitor":** A couple in a canoe; the woman says "I love a canoe," and the man responds "Good Lord! Mildred, don't say that!"—his exaggerated alarm satirizes male jealousy and possessiveness. The joke plays on outdated social conventions where a man might irrationally fear his girlfriend's innocent enthusiasm for something (a canoe) as somehow threatening to him. **"Ballade of a Memory":** A nostalgic poem about Victorian-era domestic decorative objects (bolting-cloth throws, painted screens, bamboo easels)—likely satirizing sentimental romanticism about the past and the middle-class aesthetic of previous generations. **"Secrecy" and "Reform at Home":** Two brief satirical dialogues. The first mocks wealthy financiers hiding unethical profits while citing "patriotism" and "unrest." The second jokes that social reformers ignore their own domestic problems—a man can't discuss improper housing while his wife has converted his personal study into a sewing room.
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Drawn by 3. Coxscnen She—l love He—G Ballade of a Memory By Carovyy Wetts FROM the harvest of memory’s treasures I glean Lost arts of my childhood, expressive though few; The spatter-work pictures, the crewel-worked screen, The gilded and ribbon-tied “ Baby’s First Shoe.” But one thing scems deepest my mind to imbue; In a darkened front parlor, of long, long ago, With what joy I beheld, with what rapture I knew The exquisite charm of that bolting-cloth “Throw!” Its gossamer fabric, its scintillant sheen Its hand-painted blossoms of delicate hue Perhaps a plush border of pale olive green, Or small chenille balls of a robin’s blue. “Twas the hand of an artist that carelessly threw t over the cover of “Tracks in the Snow,” That stood on an easel of twisted bamboo, The exquisite charm of that bolting-cloth “ Throw!” The poppied black placque. the be-gilt tambourine, The window transparency, framed passe-pa ; The cobblestone, painted with pastoral scene The jig-sawed card-rack, put together with glue; Tue Super-:eaLous Surror 1 canoe. Mildred, don’t say that! Though these recollections, unbidden accrue, Yet through their bright radiance, brighter doth flow A sweet, haunting memory, fragrant as rue, The exquisite charm of that bolting-cleth “Throw!” L’Envoi Art students, art critics, I care not for you! The whole thing depends upon one’s point of view; Though taught, trained and cultured, I cannot outgrow The exquisite charm of that bolting-cloth “Throw!” Secrecy First Financier—Look here, old man, you mustn't say any thing about the fact that we got a couple of million out of that last deal. ond Financier—Why not? They can’t get us. “I know, I know; but it’s unpatriotic. It only adds to the total volume of unrest.” Keform at Home Parke—1_ see improper housing conditions were sponsible for the recent race 1iots in Chicago Lane—I shall have to tell that to my wife “Why, she has been using my den for a sewing room.”